Sonic Knuckles Novels & Stories

Then, he shouted loudly in his heart, ‘King Kong Palm! Paul clenched his right fist in front of his chest. The split second he struck, he gathered all his strength and punched out, thinking silently in his heart, ‘Tiger Cannon Fist!’ Boom! When the fist and the palm connected, a thunderous sound rang in everyone’s ears, with the vibrations causing everyone to feel dizzy.

I watched the guy's every move. The way he shuffled his feet, his posture and even the way held his fists. The bell rang, and some music started blaring again. It was 'Awake by Godsmack'. He jumped for, and I ducked just in time for him to miss. I shot back up and remembered what Liam said. Kicking is my strong point. I can thank six years of soccer for that.

"Second, the 'Flash-Freeze.' It’s a concentrated version of the stabilizer you’ve been stealing. When inhaled, it triggers a hyper-calcification of the marrow. Its 'locks' their shift. If they're mid-transformation, they stay that way, fragile, brittle, and incapable of using their strength." "And third, the Sonic Disruptor. Their hearing is 20% more sensitive than a natural wolf’s, as your friends had demonstrated at the arena, but much more lethal. This device emits a frequency that resonates with the kinetic redirection plating in their bones. It creates a feedback loop. To them, it feels like their own skeleton is trying to vibrate itself into powder." My father reached under the desk an

At this critical moment, what he excelled at most was military formation killing techniques. This shout of 'kill' contained sonic cultivation methods, stimulating his infinite killing intent and instantly doubling his attack power. His figure shot forth like a white arrow, soaring into the clouds toward that massive squid-like body. At this moment, Klondike had just opened his mouth in rage. The sound waves seemed substantial, causing the surrounding space to begin distorting. Ronny raised his ice spear and thrust it directly into Klondike's gaping maw. Klondike's open mouth instantly froze solid, and his previous roar was stopped. Then, ice spread across his entire body, turning him into an

Zachary rolled up his sleeves, showing his strong forearms, and clenched his fists as his metacarpals and phalanges gave off a cracking sound. It seemed that a fierce battle was about to take place. All of a sudden, a deep baritone suddenly sounded out of nowhere.

My vision flared white-hot, the skin along my fingers splitting as my claws extended. I pushed off the floor with a terrifying burst of speed, my teeth bared, intent on tearing the leader’s throat out. Before I could land a blow, two of the mercenaries stepped into my path, before raising heavy, metallic cylinders. Suddenly... a high-frequency sonic blast ripped through the air, vibrating at a pitch designed specifically to disrupt an Alpha’s nervous system. I staggered with my head exploding in blinding pain as the runic silver chains wrapped around my torso like living serpents, burning deep into my flesh.

He didn't aim to kill, but his heavy, obsidian fist cut through the air with terrifying speed, aimed squarely at Neema’s chest. Neema screamed, instinctively throwing her hands up in a cross-guard. She didn't clap, but the sheer panic triggered a localized, defensive sonic burst from her palms. BOOM. The sound wave was jagged, uncontrolled, and chaotic. It struck Jabari’s obsidian armor, the high-frequency vibration instantly finding the microscopic flaws in his glass-like skin. Jabari cried out in pain as the armor along his forearm shattered into a thousand razor-sharp fragments, throwing him backward into the dirt.

He just said, “Now.” The quick-witted female in front of the server banks smacked her finger onto a key. "Not an alarm. A switch." Panels slid back with a hydraulic hiss from above. No sprinkler systems. The four cylindrical objects lowered, each with a low-pitched, piercing hum that resonated in your bones. Sonic disruptors. Non-lethals, but totally debilitating

He cracked his knuckles and rolled his neck until it popped. Then, he grinned. “It’s time for a fucking rematch,”

I flinched at his action. His knuckles were bleeding. He was growling in anger and pain. Seeing his knuckles bleed, my heart dropped in my stomach. His fist was bleeding very badly. I started sobbing more loudly. I tried to take it in my hands to see the damage but he snatched it. “Don't touch me,” he shouted. I started sobbing and tried to control the hiccups but it was not in my hands.